**I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG**Tim:hey Matt..Matt:Yeah Tim?TIm: Hey you talked to Mark lately?Matt: Uh..haven't really talked to him but..he looks prettyuh..down.Tim: He looks pretty uh..down? (while laughing)Matt: Yeah well maybe we should cheer him up thenTim: What do you uh..suppose we should do?Matt: Well does he like butter tarts?

I was lying on the grass on Sunday morning of last weekIndulging in my self-defeatMy mind was thugged all laced and bugged all twisted wrong andbeatA comfortable three feet deepNow the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morningweakImpaired my tribal lunar-speakAnd of course you can't become if you only say what you wouldhave doneSo I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for meIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINEMaking sure I'm not in too deepIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINEKeeping versed and on my feetIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE

Tim: Chad..come here come here come hereChad: Wow look at herTim: I knowChad: Wow..I've never seen Sharon look so bad.Tim: I did oncebefore..but this is pretty badChad: Yeah..what do you think she got up to last night?(Tim and Chad laugh)Tim: Well..I..Jared.I love you!

I was lying on the bench slide in the park across the streetl-a-t-e-r thatweekMy sticky paws were in to making straws out of big fat slurpytreatsAn incredible eight foot heapNow the funny glare to pay a gleaming tare in a staring underheat Involvedan under usual feetAnd I'm not only among but I invite who I want to comeSo I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for meIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINEMaking sure I'm not in too deepIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINEKeeping versed and on my feetIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE

I know it's done for meIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINENot as some and hard to seeIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINEKeeping dumb and built to beatIF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE